bereavement

The next morning, Ding Tong didn't open his eyes, and stretched out his hand subconsciously to touch his side in a daze. When he touched the ice cold, he instantly straightened up from the bed, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Qin didn't leave, but sat by the bed with his back facing him, smoking a cigarette.

Seeing Xie Qin from behind is very eye-catching, his neck is white and straight, his shoulders are broad, and the muscle lines of his arms are also natural. Ding Tong looked at him, recalling the scene of last night, his face became more and more red, after a long while, he bit his lip and shouted He said: "Brother."

Xie Qin hummed without looking back.

Ding Tong felt that the physical and mental relationship between himself and Xie Qin was closer, and his voice was sweet: "May I make a small request, brother."

"Say."

"Can you sing me that love song once?"

"..."

Ding Tong tightened his grip on the quilt: "Just sing the first half, okay bro."

Xie Qin shook the cigarette in his mouth, lowered his head, and said without emotion: "I forgot the words."

"Ah..." Ding Tong disappointed, "Okay."

Xie Qin didn't speak, and the atmosphere quieted down. Ding Tong thought about topics frantically in his mind, and he thought of one but was too embarrassed to say it. After hesitating for a while, he overcame his sense of shame, and covered half of his blushing face with the quilt:

"Brother, are you still satisfied..."

"what."

Ding Tong's voice became smaller and smaller: "It was last night, brother, is he okay..."

"Oh," Xie Qin said honestly, "average."

"...Okay." Ding Tong felt a little unwilling, "Maybe it's because it's my first time."

Xie Qin hummed and said nothing else, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it, got up and left.

Today I am going to the rehearsal of the performance venue. Everyone in W8 is sitting in the same car. Wan Zeyu is sitting next to Xie Qin. I don't want to talk to him very much, but it doesn't hinder the duo with him.

After playing a few games, Wan Zeyu was tired, so he clicked on a reality show to watch, the star laughed like a sow hiccupping, Xie Qin endured it for a while and didn't stop, annoyed, he turned to Wan Zeyu Ask: "Funny?"

"Hahaha." Wan Zeyu laughed three times.

"Turn it off," Xie Qin said coldly, "Otherwise, wear earphones."

Wan Zeyu looked at the screen of the phone without speaking.

"closed."

"..."

Xie Qin snatched the phone, turned it off, and threw it back into Wan Zeyu's arms. The girl still didn't speak, Xie Qin didn't bother to care, and continued to play games.

Half an hour later, Wan Zeyu couldn't help itching anymore. He turned to watch Xie Qin playing games, and asked, "Shooting?"

"Ah."

Wan Zeyu watched him blow people's heads with the [-]x mirror, and his marksmanship was accurate and ruthless. Inexplicably, he felt that Xie Qin had never touched a gun before, "Have you ever played with a nail gun?"

"No."

"I will teach you when I have a chance in the future."

"Ah."

Seeing that Xie Qin had been perfunctory, Wan Zeyu started from his heart, approached Xie Qin and asked softly, "Do you like handjobs?"

"Ah."

After standing still for three seconds, Xie Qin suddenly reacted, "Fuck me?"

Wan Zeyu wanted to laugh, and slapped him on the shoulder: "Save your children and grandchildren, don't you have a kidney deficiency?"

"You'll know when you try it."

Wan Zeyu was silent for a while, and half-truthfully said: "Give me a try, I really want to."

"You idiot."

Xie Qin didn't bother to care, quit the game and swiped Weibo. Since the beginning of the tour, he has rapidly increased his followers, and now he has broken through 150 million. This is still because he doesn't post much.

After he terminated his contract with the radio station, he seldom does business online. He does not broadcast live, promote, or post updates. Weibo is like a dead account. Fans who follow him usually look at the official W8 blog.

The video of Xie Qin’s tour was recorded by fans at the scene and posted on the Internet. The popularity is very high. What makes Xie Qin most happy is that he has attracted many male fans. Finally, the Weibo comment area is no longer "Ah, ah, brother is so handsome, eat well" .

The hot comments in the front row were all questions and suggestions from male fans, asking about some professional knowledge, Xie Qin looked very pleased and couldn't help but shed a tear of his old father.

Clicking on the trending search list and scrolling down, Xie Qin suddenly stopped his gaze and saw the word "Huazhou". He had an inexplicable feeling of bad premonition.

Click in and take a look, sure enough.

Huazhou Shenzhen Headquarters, Chairman Jiang Yanyu was interviewed by the Public Security Bureau. His subsidiary company made false bills and swallowed illegal money from unknown sources. He was suspected of assisting criminal organizations in money laundering.

Xie Qin was neither happy nor sad, and turned off the phone.

He doesn't know if this is true or not. Shenzhen is very close to Hong Kong. Jiang Yanyu has indeed had contact with gangsters. This is normal. Which business giant has no gangster friends behind him. He doesn't know.

However, Xie Qin felt that it was more likely that there was none. Jiang Yanyu was an entrepreneur who focused on long-term interests, and would not do such stupid things just to make quick money, and there was no shortage of others.

In fact, from a rational point of view, Jiang Yanyu is indeed a person who can become a great weapon. At least he will not be desperate because of his children's love.

In ancient times, he was expected to be an emperor, with a big family and a big country, the kind who wanted the country but not the beauties.

But from Xie Qin's point of view, Jiang Yanyu is just comparing him with the family business. Compared with the two, his importance is low, and he brings little benefits to Jiang Yanyu. The time of value significance is short, so he lost the comparison and became the eliminated product of course.

This is the naked reality and human nature.

For a person like Jiang Yanyu, to allow a person to live in his heart is already the limit.

"You are at the top with me."

Love words are love words after all, nice to hear, but unrealistic.